Dad and I returned home around noontime after fetching five bottles of five gallons of water from Williams Water II. The tall, young Asian helper assisted us pulling the cart of empty bottles, filling, and loading into our trunk. I would normally take a capful of water for the small bamboo plant sitting somewhat in the middle of the mirrored area. The old man was stationed at the cash register. Normally, it’s the young Asian mother with her small boy. For whatever reason, she would give Dad a difficult time. Once she refused for Dad to use the toilet. But someone else said it’s okay. The second time was when she wanted to charge Dad $0.30 per gallon effective the first of this year. But thank goodness the old man was present to charge Dad only $0.25 per gallon of water,
Earlier, Dad had already loaded his empty bottles into the Mazda Protege, which is parked inside the left side of the garage. So when I was backing out my car from our left driveway to the right side, I noticed that the crazy bitch living next door to us had chopped down her avocado tree! No wonder there was a buzzing sound from the chain saw late yesterday evening. This is for Friday morning’s illegal dumping along the streets of San Jose, CA. And y’all can see a slightly raised brownish stump from the center of a cemented area and in between two stunted rose trees, which she would severely prune with her weaponry – a couple of pruning sheers.
So whenever she has her mental order episodes, she would pretend to use the pruning sheers on these dying plants. My concern is that she would act our violently and use her pruning sheers as a weapon against us, our person, and property.
I was thinking that she isn’t getting a clear view of my whereabouts and needed to clear that craziness by symbolically taking down a harmless fruit tree, which was severely pruned nearest the garage. It looked like a bonsai tree with the branches swept windward towards the streetlight.
I was also thinking that she can go to hell, as with her family and anyone else taking her side of the gambit. I’m hoping she can move outta my neighborhood. We’ve already alerted our local parish for two years since she was told there was nothing wrong with serving as Eucharistic Minister. So I await justice from the Lawd Gawd, if any.
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